Chapter Twenty One - Fighting and making up...

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Ryker's P.O.V Alena has been keeping her distance from me all day. She would only come close when she needed to take photos. She has barely spoken two words to me, and I was getting pissed off. I had been in a shitty mood all day because of it. "What is wrong with you? You have been in a terrible mood all day?" Natalie asked as I prepared for the show. "Nothing, I am fine…" I said, annoyed. "Bullshit! Whatever is going on, snap out of it because you have a show to put on." She said. "Whatever," I said, getting up and walking away from her. I knew it wasn't her fault, but she was used to me, acting like this if I was in one of my moods. I headed to the greenroom to try to get time to myself. I sighed, heading in and closing the door, locking it. I wasn't due on stage for at least half

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